Alchemy & Martial Supreme

"Each kind of pill is different, and you must prevent accidents when refining unrefined pill in the future."

Qin Ming was secretly wary. He had always refined the pill as he pleased. He refined the pill according to the actual situation. He did not know what would happen to the new pill before he started to refine it.

"Hmm..." Lan Zhi's face was full of sweetness, and when he thought that Qin Ming was now making alchemy, she was shocked and said, "No, you are still making alchemy..."

"It's okay, it's done." With a faint smile, Qin Ming waved his hand, and the mist formed by exploding in the air instantly dissipated, revealing ten pills.

There are nine patterns on the body of these ten pill. There is thunder on the surface of the pill, emitting a dazzling silver light, and it is difficult to see the specific color and shape of the pill.

The pill flew dancing and fell into Qin Ming's outstretched palm, took out one from the middle, and he gently fed it to Lan Zhi.

"Your soul power is empty, and your body is weak and uncomfortable. After taking this pill, you can recover immediately!"

"It's too precious!" Lan Zhi refused in a low voice, "I was only weak because of the exhaustion of the power of the soul. I only need to rest for a while."

How precious the Shenfeng Pill is, just look at the expressions of Qin Ming and Elder Cangyu.

When Elder Cangyu heard the Shenfeng Pill, he looked blank, obviously he had never heard of such a pill.

But Qin Ming was a pill god, with a wide range of knowledge, and the countless nine-rank Lingzhi in the space ring did not see how much he cared.

But when Elder Cangyu handed the Shenfeng Flower to him, his eyes gleamed. Obviously, the Shenfeng Flower was very precious.

Lingzhi is so precious, not to mention the nine-tier pill that Lingzhi refined.

"This Shenfeng Pill is indeed precious." Qin Ming nodded, "but it can't be as precious as you."

"Looking at your uncomfortable appearance, I feel distressed."

"Come on, open your mouth obediently!"

Lan Zhi's face was flushed, and her small mouth was opened gently.

After swallowing the Shenfeng Pill, there was a cold breath in his stomach and his head surged, and Lan Zhi suddenly felt his head clear and drowsy.

Since waking up, she felt her head heavy, as if a weight was placed in it, and she was exhausted.

Now I feel refreshed and refreshed, full of energy, there is still a little bit of exhaustion.

Seeing Lan Zhi get better, Qin Ming smiled slightly, turned around, and handed Cangyu a Shenfeng Pill.

"This is promised to you!"

According to the rules, Cangyu provided him with a main spiritual plant, he successfully refined it, and gave him a pill, which was already very generous.

Often a warrior asks an alchemist to refine a pill, and he needs to provide a whole spiritual plant, and the alchemist only needs to give the most inferior pill to refining successfully.

If the refining fails, the alchemist does not have to pay.

Cangyu solemnly took the pill, carefully placed it in his palm, and looked at it carefully.

The thunderbolt on the pill wandered irregularly, emitting a dazzling light. He looked carefully and recognized that the surface of the pill was actually blue.

After giving the Cangyu pill, Qin Ming held another pill and swallowed it down. Suddenly, his pale complexion became ruddy in a flash.

There were still seven Shenfeng Pills left, so he took out a delicate jade bottle and placed it carefully.

Xuanming opened his mouth as he watched the pills enter the jade bottle, but in the end he didn't say anything.

He wanted to ask Qin Ming for a pill. After all, his soul is damaged and painful, but Qin Ming and him are not relatives, he has offended each other, and can't speak for a while.